Chapter 300: Gamendia's Contract
"Good night, Lord Wakclove!"
"Good night, Salvatore Legend, Chief Vilosa."
Wayne's face was calm, and his heart was even calmer, without a trace of fluctuation.
Two demigods, one legendary pinnacle, such three wizards appeared in front of him, and they seemed to have come to him on purpose......
A sense of security that has never been felt before......
Well, if you do it with them, I guess he will also walk peacefully.
"It seems that our arrival has scared him."
Wakraf was dressed in a neat black robe, and his eyes could not be seen clearly under the round sunglasses, but the smile on the corner of his mouth could tell that he was in a rather happy mood.
"Don't be nervous, Wayne." Salvatore also smiled, stood next to Wayne and said with a big grin: "Don't look at their strength, but they are all very naΓ―ve. Especially our chief, the most ......"
Bang!
Before Salvatore could finish speaking, a huge fist slammed down, knocking him to the ground.
"It's time to fight!"
Velosa applauded, only to think that the picture in front of her was perfect.
However, it would have been more perfect if he had made a move.
"My dear brother, this is a very uncomfortable remark." Vakaclav smiled brightly and said, "How is Chief Velosa naΓ―ve? β
Velosa: "......"
No wonder they are brothers, they are so annoying.
Wayne looked at the legend of Salvatov who was knocked down by a punch with an unchanged expression, and he didn't dare to move, even his hair was very well-behaved.
Demigods fight legends, what's the problem?
No problem.
It's just that he faintly senses the power contained in that fist, which is a little strange.
It was obviously condensed from the origin, but no breath was revealed......
Is this the demigod's grip on power?
"Without further ado, Vilosa, you can get started." Waclaf glanced at Wayne and walked over to the side and sat down.
Vilosa?
Wayne knew in his heart, it seemed that the person who came to him this time was the chief wizard of the Blood Spirit Sect with a vicissitudes of life and a serious face in front of him.
So, if it weren't for the anti-alien elixir, was there anything else on him that could attract the Blood Spirit School?
Thinking of the two equal contracts between the ghost and the secret school before, he had a guess.
"Okay."
With a wave of his hand, Verosa summoned two chairs, their blood-red lacquer as bright as blood, the backrests slightly retracted, carved with statues of dragons, their outstretched wings extending to form armrests on the left and right.
"Sit down and talk." He gestured to Wayne.
"Thank you."
Without hesitation, Wayne sat down across from him, to the right of Chief Wakclogh.
To his right, Salvatore, who had gotten up, glared at Wakrav on the other side and sat down silently.
The four of them face each other in pairs, and there is only one table left to be regarded as afternoon tea.
"Excuse me, Chief Velosa, are you looking for me?" Wayne asked, looking at the old wizard in front of him.
"Yes," Verosa said, nodding as she handed over a few pieces of parchment in her hand, "you take a look first." β
Wayne didn't ask, took the parchment, and watched.
But he just glanced at it, and sure enough.
I saw that the words "An In-depth Study on the Influence of the Flesh Heart Rune Imprint on the Origin Alienation of the Blood Spirit School" were written in Aldous on the line above.
The results of several studies followed, and the conclusion was that as the Blood Wizard's Origin Power increased, the Flesh Heart would continue to alienate their Origin Core until it evolved into an unconscious monster.
However, the degree of alienation depends on the wizard's origin characteristics and origin strength, and if the origin is increased fast enough, or if a sufficient amount of the power of dawn faith is used, the alienation can be greatly mitigated.
Seeing him look at the end, Velosa couldn't wait to speak: "I'm sure you have also seen it, it will have an impact on our flesh and blood strengthening wizards of the Blood Spirit School. β
"I'm here to ask you if there's a way to find and solve all the rune defects of the Flesh Heart."
Wayne had already guessed, so he was not surprised to hear his words.
It's just that......
He looked to the left and right, Salvatore and Waklaav, the two most powerful wizards of the Ghost School.
There was no objection, and it was actively referred...... Wayne had already made a decision.
"I do know of a few rune flaws in the Flesh Heart, but that doesn't have to be all flaws."
According to the repairs he made when he branded the Flesh Heart rune before, there were a total of six defects in the entire rune.
In addition to the previous problems he announced in the Nightmare World, there are also two defects whose role is unknown.
But now, he was almost certain that the effect of those two flaws should be the alienating forces that could erode the core world of the origin as mentioned in the report.
"It's okay, little one." Verosa squeezed out a smile and said, "I've seen several battles in the city-state of Custer and at sea, and you can perfect the Boiling Blood Rune to that extent......"
"I believe that your attainments in rune literature will be able to help us. For this reason, on behalf of the Blood Spirit School, I can complete the deal with you. β
"In fact, before coming here, Chief Wakraf had already proposed the inheritance knowledge of the flesh transformation system as an item for this transaction."
Well?
Have you decided on a trade item?
Knowledge of the Flesh Transformation System...... I am willing to pay the cost.
This price, even if it is not as good as the fate divination system of the Spirit Secret School, still belongs to the core inheritance of the Blood Spirit School.
At this point, Wakaclof raised his hand and said, "I'm sorry, Vlosa. That knowledge inheritance belongs to the Spirit, and the little guy can come up with another trade item he wants. β
"That's right, Wayne," Salvatore glared at Vilosa, echoing, "Subject to what you ask, if you don't agree to this deal, then the School won't take the knowledge of the Flesh Transformation System here." β
"Of course, of course, that's what I just wanted to talk about, one of the trade items." The corners of Vilosa's mouth twitched, her nasolabial folds deepened, and her face looked even older.
As he spoke, he looked at Wayne and said with a serious expression, "I hope you can agree!" β
Wayne knew that since even Waklawgh and Salvatore had come with him, he had already explained the attitude of the ghost, hoping that he would be able to help the Blood Spirit School.
Of course, you have to agree, but you also need to ......
"I can promise you the deal, Chief Vilosa. But ......"
"Okay, as long as you agree, you can mention any conditions." Before he could finish speaking, Vilosa couldn't wait to speak.
Wayne raised an eyebrow, and if you say that, I'm about to open my mouth.
"Ahem, Vilosa, wait until he's done." Wakaclav also knew that in such a situation, it was impossible for the little guy to disagree, but there were some things he still had to remind.
Therefore, he gestured to Wei En's eyes a few times, and the conditions were as high as possible.
And Salvatore was more direct, "Wayne, the Blood Spirit School is the richest of the five wizarding schools, sitting on the Plains of Arithes and the dense forests of the Western Continent, and the materials produced are enough for their entire school to last for tens of thousands of years. β
"It's not that exaggerated," Velosa waved her hand, a few dark red streaks appeared on her fleshy eyes, and squeezed out a smile, "It's barely ten thousand times stronger than those machines." β
"That's right, those guys who have changed their brains to machines, and they use them to buy all kinds of materials with a little gold pound, which is really not as good as your blood spirits."
"Alright, Wizard Wayne, please continue."
"Oh," Wayne continued, seeing them chatting for a while, finally remembering himself, and not feeling too much neglected, "but I need time, and I don't guarantee that it must be all flaws. β
"No problem!"
"Also, as for the content of the transaction, since the school has already made a decision, I don't want much here."
Wayne calculated, what he lacked in terms of strength was time, as long as he was given enough time for his abilities, then he would be able to continue to improve.
In terms of wealth, he is also not lacking, the previous mechanical undead project has made him earn no less than one million gold pounds, plus this transaction of the Black Pearl, the amount has reached tens of millions.
Runes, potions, machines, spells, ......
After a few seconds, Wayne pretended to mutter, "If I could, I'd like to be able to learn a few special spells, such as spatial teleportation, time, or whatever." β
"Oh?"
Hearing what he wanted to trade, Vilosa was a little surprised.
He thought it would be a more demanding request, but he didn't expect it to be just a special spell......
He looked at Waclav and Salvatore, and when he saw that the two of them didn't say anything, he muttered, "I have no problem with space and time-related spells as a bargain. β
"But I have to warn you that it's almost a special rune spell that you can only get your hands on at the top of the legend."
"What's more, they are not organized these days, and as far as I know, with the particularity of your Origin Descendants, a single spell may not be able to help."
"It's good to have." Seeing that he didn't refuse, Wayne smiled and said, "You know, this world is too big. β
"In that case, then I agree. Inside the blood spirit, there are indeed a few space-type spells, but they are all from the Third Age, and even two are relics of the Second Age. β
"Before you study, make sure to be safe, and ......"
Speaking of this, Verosa paused, looked at the Ghost Chief and asked, "Or, I teach him alone?" β
"Huh?" Vaklav snorted lightly, raised his hand and lowered his sunglasses, revealing the upper edge of his eyes and said coldly: "Verosa, you try!" β
"That's it."
Velosa pouted, knowing that this man would not give him a chance to spend time with Wayne in private.
It's a pity that such a talented young wizard is not their blood spirit......
Hey, I'll make a new announcement when I go back, and I'll definitely strengthen those little guys in the school.
Those whose strength is not up to standard will all be thrown into the blood prison!
"Contract."
"I've been waiting for a long time." In Salvatore's hand, a piece of golden paper appeared, with several black lines on it, forming a complex border, like standard stencil paper.
"'The Deed of Gamendia'? Sary, are you so willing? Verosa's eyes widened slightly, and she said in surprise: "Or, don't believe me?" β
"Of course not."
The corners of Salvatore's mouth curled, "Such an important transaction naturally needs to be protected by some special means, which is beneficial to both you and my school, isn't it?" β
Velosa: "......"
Understood, or distrusted.
Wayne looked at the parchment, the name Gamendia, he knew, a very old god.
Before the fall, he was in charge of the three kingdoms of killing, war, and nightmares.
After the fall, its kingdom fell to McAllister, the Lord of Truth and Kill, the righteous god of the War Church, and the Nightmare Sect......
His parchment...... Can you still have the blessing of divine power?
"Write, Vilosa." Wakaclaugh interrupted, "Don't waste time, this contract is almost one less than one. β
"Okay."
Verosa regretted that the Ghost School, which often robbed, was richer, and even had the contract of the Old Gods.
At this moment, his plan to intercept a part of the flesh and blood transformation system to inherit knowledge is about to fail.
It didn't take long for Velotha to write down the transaction on the parchment and imprint the Origin Power on it, and the parchment was in Wakraf's hand.
When he finishes branding, it's Wayne at the end.
He looked at the golden parchment in his hand, glanced at the contents, and saw that it didn't require him to find all the rune defects related to the Heart of Flesh, so he also imprinted a trace of Origin Power on it.
The next second, his name appeared at the check-in office - Wayne Love.
Not only that, but two black Gonzalez words floated through my mind.
[In the presence of the ancient god Gamendia, you, Wakaclof Samuel Capo, and Vylosa Balloric complete the transaction.
Comment: The contract of the ancient gods, is it so easy to use?
Special Rewards: Survival Point +1000, Origin +10, Tenacity Level +10, Spirit Level +10. γ
[You use the items left behind by the ancient god Gamendia, contaminated with some of the breath of the old gods, and obtain the 'gift of Gamendia': you will have a high probability of seeing him one day in the future.
Evaluation: Congratulations to the legend, you will die.
Special Rewards: Survival Point +1000, Origin +10, Tenacity Level +10, Spirit Level +10. γ
Well???
Seeing the content of those two prompts, Wayne's heart was shocked.
Seeing the gift of the ancient gods, the legend will die?
This......
"Wayne, there's one thing you remember."
At this time, Salvatore saw that the three of them had completed the contract, and said: "The 'Gamendia's Contract' is powerful, and in addition to ensuring the completion of the contract, it also has a special function. β
Wayne suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and quietly waited for his next step.
"That is, at some point in the future, He will give you a test."
"Test? What kind of test? Wayne asked, his mind balancing.
It turns out that these people all know, so it wasn't intentional.
"A chance to face the gods!" Salvatore said with a serious expression: "There is a certain danger, but as long as you reach the legendary level, the danger is not great. β
"I've been with Chief Wakrav before, oh, Chief Vlosa should have used it too."
"Of course." Velosa raised her head and said, "Otherwise, it would not have been possible to catch up with Wakalaw." β
"What if, not to be legendary?"
Wayne thought about the progress of the fusion of his rune imprints, and the difficulty of the fusion origin of his talents......
It will be a few years before he is promoted to legend at the earliest......
"Death! No exceptions! β
Wakaclav took over and said solemnly: "According to past experience, there should be about five years left, and before that, you must find a way to promote to the legend." β
Five-year ......
Wayne nodded, "I see, thank you three adults." β
Five years may not be enough, but he will find a way to speed up the progress.
But now that He has fallen, how can there be any trials left? Or is it in His kingdom? β
This has to be said to be the Nightmare Realm, one of the three kingdoms he controls. In fact, we've known for a long time that the Nightmare Sect's Nightmare World is the Nightmare Realm of Gamendia. β
Wakraf's expression softened a little, and he recounted the secret: "Before He fell, he created an illusory world, and it is said that there was ......"
(End of chapter)